It was back to work today for most of us. It’s Martin Luther King, Jr.’s birthday today, so while the mailman and my brother-in-law Michael had nothing to do today (Michael Mercer being a college student by trade), Amanda and I both were planted (for the most part) in front of our computers. It wasn’t a terribly busy day for me though.

I watched two shows today that were recorded on the DVR. The first was the premiere episode of the second season of Rome, which I watched just after Adam finished watching last season’s finale. What a great show. My friend Jason Revill, who didn’t get into the first couple episodes of the first season, had started watching the reruns leading up to the new season and really likes it now.

The other was 30 Rock. Alec Baldwin in particular is so good on that show. I don’t remember exactly what the items were, but there were two particularly great spots he had on this last week’s episode.

Oh, I also watched an episode of Monty Python’s Flying Circus. I saw it was coming on last night and that it was one where some guys were stranded on a boat. Years ago I had a double CD set of a bunch of Monty Python skits, and one of them started off with a man (I can’t quite remember which Python said what) in a boat saying, “Still no sign of land. How long is it?” Then another replied, “That’s a rather personal question, don’t you think?” They then went on to start the sketch over several times before arguing about who to eat. This one also had a skit where John Cleese brings his mother’s dead body to a funeral home and, unsure of what to do with it, ends up having it for supper.

Years ago Jason and I would re-enact Monty Python skits in front of a camera while playing the audio in the background (yes, I know we were and still are nerds) and the one with the dead mother was one I’d never seen but knew well.

Anyway, the rest of the episode was, I thought, somewhat ho-hum. Maybe I’m getting older and my sensibilities are changing. I hope not.

I worked in my pajamas today. I spent too much time farting around on the computer this morning to take a shower, then never bothered getting fully dressed until I went out to pick up some Elizabeth’s Pizza for everyone for dinner. On the way out I stopped by Game Stop and picked up a used copy of Elder Scrolls IV: Oblivion for the Xbox 360. I’ve been wanting to play a good RPG lately, so I figured what the heck.

While I was picking up the pizza something curious happened. I was standing in line and looking at the TV. It was on a news station, CNN maybe, and the sound was down but I was reading all that it said on the screen. What I read was that several South American countries, including Guatemala and Venezuela, had signed an anti-America pact with Iran. I thought, “Wow, that’s not good.” I even called Amanda to tell her about it and Jason to see if he’d heard anything on the news about it, which he hadn’t. Later tonight when I was looking it up, I couldn’t find anything about it, so now I’m wondering if I’m crazy.

I had another experience like this years ago. I was walking down the stairs at my parents’ house in Rougemont when I heard the TV in their room talking about how China had launched missiles at Taiwan. At school that day nobody said anything about it and I never heard anything else about it.

Both of these experiences are very odd. I have distinct memories pertaining to each one, but either nobody in the world thought these events were worth continuing a discussion about (despite being major world events) or something weird is going on with me. Maybe I have psychic flashes.

Anyhoo, on the way home I called my grandpa, Pap. His knees are doing better and he sounded good. He told me my grandma, Baba, is doing well too. He’s started getting some stuff together to write down some memories, which I’ve been urging him to do for a while now. I told him I’m going to a high school reunion this weekend and he told me about the ones he and Baba would go to. He said that at his, up in Lansford, Pennsylvania, there’s a girl who would play an accordion and they would dance to polka music. My grandfather is quite a rug cutter. People still talk about the dancing he was doing at my wedding.

At home I found Amanda watching a pre-Golden Globe Awards show on E!. I megaloathe (to borrow a term from Scrubs’ Dr. Cox) that channel. The only thing I like about it is The Soup. Everything else just seems to glorify mindless shallowness. The point was underscored by the crawler they had during the show. People could text in messages. Most of them were either “OMG Leo is so hotttt!!!!” or things like “I’ve heard Dexter is a good show. What’s it about?” Look it up you vapid ass!

Amanda and I watched a little bit of the Golden Globes, but I didn’t much care about it. Adam was playing some StarCraft, Renee was reading and Michael was playing Gears of War. Amanda wasn’t feeling great so she went to bed, giving me an opportunity to play some Oblivion. Adam had played a lot of it on the PC so he gave me some tips.

Zach Dotsey